The choice is yours

This blog comes about because of a post I saw on Facebook. I’m posting a clip of it below without any names.

Simple enough until a Debby Downer had to comment that these was words of hope until the darkness smothered you. I am paraphrasing, but barely. I was tempted to leave a comment, but couldn’t bring myself to.

I woke the next morning with this still ruminating through my mind.

I am not immune to the events of the world. Were I to be completely honest, I would admit my extreme dislike of humanity. I’ve spoken this aloud a few times, to which those around me delight in reminding me that I am human. A flaw in my character, believe me.

But I write because I want to have hope. Note that I didn’t say that I had hope, but rather that I want hope.

I do like several person on this planet we call home and cannot escape. But, I write to hang out with people who are champions and take on mantles that lead others into better lives. I write so that I can show people how to have courage, how they can choose to be better.’

The more I thought about this, the more I remembered that we all have choices. I usually say that in conjunction with people doing something that they want to do: write, paint, dance, sew, cook, whatever their talent is that they want to follow. But we have choices in our entire life.

I personally think that Debbie Downer is watching far too much news and hanging on every bad thing that happens in the world. Most people do. Now, I’m not advocating being uninformed, but I am saying, “Turn off the news!” When you listen to the talking heads (and that is just what they are), you pick up on their emotions. Those emotions influence what you are feeling along with their words. It imprints you, and usually negatively because good news doesn’t sell. Only misfortune gets ratings. So turn that crap off.

Then, when you read the headlines in the newspaper, as yourself if you want to bring that energy into your life or not. When you see a story about a girl being killed when hit by a truck, is that really something you want to spend your energy on? It’s not going to bring the girl back. Her family feels miserable. The driver of the truck, we hope, feels guilty and terrible. But it doesn’t change the situation. Do you really need to know more than the headline? Probably not. Why let it tap your energy any more? Make the choice to move along. Go read the story about Toys for Tots needing more donations. That’s actually something you might be able to help out with, to make a difference.

The Hermit use to be one of my least favorite cards of the Tarot, and one I got quite frequently. Then one day I read a great description in one of the books with a new deck I’d gotten. It talked about The Hermit, solitary, holding his light up for the world to see. He was a beacon, choosing to be alone, an individual of his own thoughts and actions. Someone could look upon him and his light and see a life worth living. He walks in the world, but does not let it taint him. Since then, I have taken that to heart and that is how I have chosen to live my life.

I might be human, but I am striving to be The Hermit. I want to be the reflection of what I wish to see in the world.

I don’t always succeed. I am, after all, human.

That won’t stop me from trying.

I realize I’m in charge of my choices. Every day, every moment. I can’t control the energy of others, but I know that I am responsible for my own happiness. Instead of concentrating on outside factors that I cannot control, I will focus on myself and what I can do.

This is my mission for 2019. I’d love for anyone brave enough to read this blog to join me. I may only be one, but I will be a light. If you join me, we make two. Maybe a third will join us, then a fourth. Be strong. Be love. Be the light.

It might be just what someone else needs.

Lessons Learned – March 2018

I love being a storyteller.

I love creating adventures.

I realized this while watching the Sailor Moon musical that my son took me to on Sunday.

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Adrian eating lunch after the movie. Check out his Sailor Moon shirt!

While I’d already been coming out of my depression from last week and was beginning to make a plan about how to proceed. I’d talked it out and mulled it over. I even began purchasing new domains. While losing my .com’s is not fatal, it doesn’t make me happy either, but time will work things out.

When I initially bought my .com’s, I thought about buying the .net’s while I was at it. The little voice in my head told me not to be greedy — if someone else wanted the .net’s, then they should be able to use them. I felt like other people should have equal opportunity too. So I didn’t get the .net names.

Now, I fully understand why I had to leave the .net names available; if I hadn’t, they also would be hijacked. Still much work to be done.

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Do what you love: Part 1 – Time

Alyson Stanfield recently commented about letting painters paint and framers frame. I agree. Maybe you won’t. But let’s discuss this issue.

Just this last week, I needed a battery put into one of my cars. I can change a tire in 20 minutes and I’ve changed batteries before, so I knew I could do it. But it’s not what I wanted to do. I went to one of the local car repair places and asked them to do a house call. It cost me triple what I figured it would cost – though my estimate may have been low to begin with. Fifteen minutes later, I paid the fee and walked out with a smile on my face.

In this day where everyone is pinching pennies and worried about if the recession has ended or not, am I strange for paying for something I could do myself? Am I daft?

No! I was investing in my own time. I could’ve gone price shopping, found the lowest price battery, and put it in myself. Adding up the time I figure it would’ve cost me about 3 hours of time to drive around to several places to find the cheapest battery, another hour to install the battery, and one more hour to take the battery for disposal. 5 hours of my time. Time where I can be doing what I love instead. Those 5 hours are priceless when I know what I could be doing with them, when I’m making an investment in my career.

Going back to the painting versus framing issue – should I spend an hour of time framing and doing something that isn’t my passion, or should I be spending that hour painting or marketing my art? I would choose the painting. What do you think?

Stay tuned for parts 2 and 3 where we’ll discuss more about doing what you love and making the right choices to allow you to follow your passion.